Warmer

I withdraw as I get older

finding ways to spend, spend my time

reaching for a fictional world

space is found between those lines

In sweetness, I am tunnelling

in sweetness, I am tunnelling

I disappear in moonflowers

with my feet up on the walls

I get home from work and I

just stand about and stare outside

I think about you late at night

with my legs around you tight

(and then it fades)

I watch his every show

but he forgets my dreams

with my feet up on the walls

I just can't feel it anymore

In sweetness, I am tunnelling

in sweetness, I am tunnelling